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[stereotypes]

Felix is... exactly what he looks like. Exactly what he looks like. A tiny femme boy who likes pink and flowers and puppies and stuffed animals who is, as entirely expected, gay. A boy who grew up with 3 older sisters who thought it was hilarious to stick him in dresses and hair clips, then thought it was even more hilarious when little Felix seemed to actually enjoy this and complained at them for matching pink with green. He went to school for cosmetology and is licensed to do make-up and hair-styling for a living. He loves romance novels and romcoms and cries at TV soap operas. He dreams of being a 50s housewife to a loving Prince Charming.

And yes, he knows exactly how stupid and stereotypical all of this sounds.

He sometimes thinks if he'd only been born a girl it wouldn't even be that big of a deal, except he wasn't, and he's not a girl - he's a boy who daydreams about being swept off his feet and weddings and white dresses and Happily Ever Afters then blushes and gets embarrassed about it. And that'd be okay, if only it weren't so completely obvious to everyone else, and everyone else took it completely for granted that all those "femme gay" stereotypes totally apply to Felix. And even that'd be okay if only they weren't always right. Except they are.

It's pretty sad when your most standout trait is "predictable"...